Chapter 280 A Visit from Spirit Informant
âYou can't do this!â Ye Shaoyang immediately shook his head. âOther people will definitely misunderstand if they see a girl staying at my place.â
Ms. Xie stared at him, âDo you have a girlfriend?â
âSince you don't have one, why are you afraid of what other people think?â
âIt doesnât work like that.â Ye Shaoyang laughed, âIf some other chicks find out that you are living here, do you think they will want to approach me?â
Then, Ye Shaoyang took out some Tibetan Skywood Incense and burned it in an incense burner. He drew a talisman paper and stuck them onto the front door before he returned to his original position.
Ms. Xie was surprised, âWhat are you doing?â
âThis is to prevent the spirit from eavesdropping. Although this is quite unlikely, itâs better to be safe than sorry.â Ye Shaoyang looked at her, âThere is one idea. Iâll follow you home.â
Ms. Xieâs eyes brightened up instantly. She stood up to express her gratitude, but Ye Shaoyang stopped her, âLet me finish. Iâll follow you home. Iâll appear to be protecting you, but in fact, we are tricking the spirit. We will make it believe that we have run out of ideas, and thereâs nothing I can do other than stay at your house to protect you. So, it will keep trying to find ways to destroy the protective item I gave you.
âOnce the bloodstone is completely destroyed, it will definitely appear. I donât know what it wants yet, but Iâll pretend to be in the dark. So, once you see it appear, inform me immediately, and Iâll catch it. What do you think about this plan?â
Ms. Xie frowned, âDo you mean that Iâll be the bait to lure it out? It will appear once it thinks we are out of solutions, and thatâs when you will catch it?â
Ye Shaoyang nodded, âExactly. I canât think of a better idea.â
âThis⌠is not a bad idea, but what if it kills me before you arrive?â
âThatâs why I need to stay at your house. Youâll just need to yell, and Iâll be there. Besides, I donât think it really intends to harm you.â
Ms. Xie hesitated for a while before she finally gave in, âSo be it. When are you coming?â
âToday. Iâll pack up and run some errands first. Give me your address, Iâll be there before dark.â Ye Shaoyang smiled at her before he continued, âMs. Xie, now that we are working together, donât you think trust is important? I donât even know what you look like yetâŚ.â
Ms. Xie immediately removed her mask. Ye Shaoyang looked at her face. Indeed, she was an extremely beautiful girl. She looked no older than eighteen, although she sounded a little more mature. Nobody would have guessed that she was such a young girl. Ye Shaoyang sighed, âMs. Xie, you are really young. Can I know your full name?â
Xiao Ma yelled out this name. He threw himself at her with passion as he held her hands in excitement, âYou⌠You really are Zhuang Yu Ning, arenât you?â
Zhuang Yu Ning smiled without answering.
Ye Shaoyang was shocked to see Xiao Maâs reaction, âDo you two know each other? You donât have to get this excited, do you?â
âSheâs Zhuang Yu Ning, the girl on TV yesterday. She was the one singing and playing the piano. The number one young singer in Stone City!â Xiao Ma was so excited to meet his idol in person that he almost kneeled.
Ye Shaoyang was surprised. He did not expect her to be a star!
Zhuang Yu Ning awkwardly smiled at Ye Shaoyang, âIâm so sorry Mister Ye, I didnât mean to hide my identity, but Iâve been constantly under the limelight lately. Seeking help from a sorcerer due to a paranormal encounter isnât really a nice thing, so I would hope that the news doesnât spread.â
âI understand. So, when you told me that you were Ms. Xie, that was a fake name, right?â
âMy real surname is Xie. However, there is a singer with the name Xie Yu Xin, so I was worried that people might think I imitated her. So, I used my motherâs surname, Zhuang, instead.â
Ye Shaoyang nodded as he looked at her, âYou are already such a successful icon at such a young age, really impressive.â
âIâm already in the senior year in college. I started singing since high school. Besides, there are people even younger than me in the industry, like the other three contestantsâŚ.â
Xiao Ma interrupted her, âNo need to explain this to him, he doesnât understand anyway. He is from another planet. He doesnât really know any singer who is below forty years old. HeheâŚ. Little Yu, please sign an autograph for me.â
Xiao Ma could not find a pen or paper, but he had another brilliant idea. He grabbed the red ink and the Chinese brush from Ye Shaoyangâs waist and passed them to Miss Xie.
âIs this appropriate?â Miss Xie was rather reluctant.
âOf course, it is. In fact, I would say that this is extraordinary.â
Miss Xie gave in. She glanced at Ye Shaoyang, âIâll leave then. Iâll send my address to your phone. Would you like me to arrange the transportation?â
âNo need, Iâll come over once Iâm done with my work.â
Miss Xie worriedly asked again, âIâll wait for you at home. You will come over tonight, wonât you?â
Ye Shaoyang awkwardly scratched his head, Why does this sound a little wrong?
Once Xiao Ma sent Miss Xie into her car, he ran back into the house and grabbed Ye Shaoyangâs hands as he begged, âLittle Ye, please bring me along to her house tonight, I beg you!â
Ye Shaoyang glared at Xiao Ma in disgust, âNow that thereâs Little Yu, you forgot all about Little Ping?â
âThis⌠this is different. Little Yu is my goddess, my idol. I swear I have no bad intention toward her at all!â
âIt doesnât matter even if you do. Clearly, she doesnât have her eyes on you.â
âCan you not make me look miserable?â Xiao Ma protested. Just as he wanted to add more, Ye Shaoyang suddenly felt a chilly breeze sweeping through the house. He looked up to the window. The Tibetan Skywood was already broken into two! Ye Shaoyang was taken aback. This must be the work of a powerful being!
Ye Shaoyang stood up straight as he cautioned Xiao Ma, âBeware, a spirit is here!â
âMy god, seriously? How could there still be a spirit who dares to enter our house?â Xiao Ma was bewildered.
Ye Shaoyangâs ears tingled. He suddenly turned back and slapped a talisman paper into the air. A stream of green gas boiled, and a black shadow appeared. Ye Shaoyang did not stop there. He formed a hand seal and smacked the shadow.
The shadow quickly avoided Ye Shaoyangâs attack as it yelled, âMaster Ye, have mercy! Itâs me, Zhang.â
Ye Shaoyang froze his hand before he retracted it. He looked at the shadow: It was a figure of a thin and tall man in a neat black suit.
âMister Zhang?â Ye Shaoyang asked, still a little surprise.
Indeed, it was none other than Mister Zhang, the spirit reporter.
Mister Zhang smiled politely, âMaster Ye, itâs been a while. Letâs not greet each other with a fight.â
Ye Shaoyang sneered, âYou shouldnât have sneaked in like this; you wrecked my Tibetan Skywood.â
âHehe. Iâm a spirit, of course, I hate that smell. Master Ye, you went all in just now.â
âIf you had spoken even a second later, you would have tasted it in full.â Ye Shaoyang replied.
âWe havenât met in a long time. Master Ye, please donât be mean.â
âTrue, we havenât met in a long time.â Ye Shaoyang started to smile, âBack then, I summoned you three times during my investigation into Madam Chee case. You did not appear at all. I thought you were promoted to a deity. Who could have guessed, here you are again?â